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Chapter 358 The weak and sickly young lady suffers & the gloomy and vicious prince attacks (41)

Ye Musheng seemed to have not noticed Lou Shulin, and ignored him at all, Lou Shulin was not angry, first put the porcelain bowl aside, unfolded the cloak and put it on Ye Musheng.

Stretching out his hand to cover Ye Musheng's slender hand holding the herbal medicine, feeling the touch of the palm was very cold, Lou Shulin's deep eyes flashed a moment of distress, and he directly took the herbal medicine from Ye Musheng's hand and threw it into the aside.

Lou Shulin held Ye Musheng's hand, picked up the porcelain bowl, handed it to Ye Musheng's lips, and said coldly, "Drink the medicine first."

Ye Musheng raised his eyelids tiredly, hummed, and silently opened his pink lips, covering the edge of the porcelain bowl, and then the warm but bitter traditional Chinese medicine slowly flowed into his mouth.

Waiting for Yao Baijie's porcelain bowl to be filled with only medicine dregs, Lou Shulin put down the porcelain bowl, took out a small paper bag from his bosom, and asked, "Is it bitter?"

Ye Musheng glanced at the paper bag in Lou Shulin's hand, licked his lips stained with the brown liquid medicine, and smiled: "It's bitter or not, you'll know if you taste it."

Lou Shulin's movement of unpacking the paper bag paused, he raised his eyes, a little wary, and said helplessly, "Don't drug me, I'll stay with you if you want to stay up late."

Last night, this man took the antidote first, smeared the medicine on his lips, and then kissed him, so that he passed out under the smiling eyes of this man before he had time to get acupuncture.

Ye Musheng could not hide the tiredness in his eyes, but he still hooked his lips and said with a faint smile: "If you don't touch my acupoints, I won't give you medicine."

He gave Lou Shulin the medicine out of helplessness. The sooner the plague is resolved, the fewer people will die of the disease.

Fortunately, after several days of researching and preparing medicines, he already had some clues.

"I love you too, I'm afraid you'll be tired." Lou Shulin took out a candied fruit from the paper bag and handed it to Ye Musheng's lips: "Rest early tonight, try a candied fruit to soothe your throat."

"Well, I already have some brows." When Ye Musheng took the candied fruit in his mouth, he deliberately lightly touched Lou Shulin's fingertips with the tip of his tongue, and at the same time winked at Lou Shulin.

Just when Lou Shulin rolled his Adam's apple and was about to say something, the charm on Ye Musheng's face disappeared, and he calmly picked up the herb just now.

Sighing secretly, Lou Shulin asked, "Is it sweet?"

Swallowing the chewed candied fruit, Ye Musheng put the herb on the tip of his nose and smelled it, then nodded slightly and said, "It's quite sweet."

"Are you still eating?" Lou Shulin asked.

"Well, hello." Ye Musheng nodded, looked at Lou Shulin, his eyes were like peach blossoms, his thin lips were slightly parted, and the tip of his pink tongue could be vaguely seen.

Lou Shulin pursed her thin lips, her black eyes as deep as cold pools contained affection, obediently picked up a candied fruit and put it into Ye Musheng's mouth.

Ye Musheng chewed the candied fruit while studying the few herbs on the table.

And Lou Shulin stood quietly at the side, silently hugging Ye Musheng's waist to drive him away from the cold with internal force, and after Ye Musheng finished eating, he picked up another candied fruit and fed it into his mouth again.

An hour passed, the candied fruit had been eaten, and Ye Musheng tasted and smelled all the herbs on the table.

Just when Lou Shulin pulled Ye Musheng's cloak to remind him that it was time to sleep, a light flashed in Ye Musheng's eyes, who were playing with herbs.

Holding the emerald green herbal medicine tightly in his hand, Ye Musheng smiled at the dark eyes that came upstairs, "It's saved."

(End of this chapter)